The Kiss that Sparked it All (Ellinor and Theo) novel Chapter 680

Chapter 680 

In the kitchen of the Blanchet family. 

Ellinor was perched on a spotless counter, with nothing to do. 

Watching him chop vegetables with a bit of clumsiness, Ellinor swung her still sore legs leisurely and teased 

“Theo, you’re such an old fart, and you can’t even cook for yourself?” 

He glanced at her. “Do you think I need to?” 

Ellinor raised an eyebrow 

For someone born into a wealthy family who lived a life of luxury, he didn’t need to do these mundane chores himself. 

Ellinor crossed her arms, “You might not have needed to before, but you better start learning some housekeeping!” 

As he chopped tomatoes, he smiled at her, “And why is that?” 

Ellinor simply stated, “Because you’re gonna have a family, you need to learn to take care of your wife and kids!” 

He hummed in amusement. “Even if I can’t do housework, I wouldn’t let you do it. I’d have people do it for you. And I’ll take ‘care‘ of you in areas others can’t.” 

Oh no, not again! 

Ellinor blushed and decided to play dumb, ignoring his teasing 

“I don’t like having people around me all the time. It disrupts my life! 

To be honest, I’m not really used to your lifestyle with all these servants. I like the atmosphere when it’s just us as a family. I love the feeling of caring and looking out for 

each other. 

Theo, if you want to live with me, you’ve gotta get used to a life without servants! You can’t expect me to do all the chores; I ain’t gonna be your free housemaid!” 

He stopped what he was doing and listened. He looked up at her with his eyes slightly squinted. 

She was hard to handle. She was already bossing him around before they even started living together. 

But what she said hit home. 

She was considering their future and planning a life with him in it. 

Wasn’t this the sweetest thing? 

He snapped out of it and gently tapped her nose with his finger, “Alright! I’ll listen to you! I’ll be your housemaid. I’ll cook for you, do your laundry, and take care of you; is that okay?” 

Ellinor rubbed her nose, frowned, and said, “Theo, your hands smell like tomatoes!” 

He found it amusing to tease her, so he pinched her nose on purpose. “That’s from cooking for you!” 

Ellinor swatted his hand away angrily. “Then get back to cooking. I’m starving!”